Evil president, forced love

Ning Lanyuan looked at Ji Qiaoqiao's appearance, and felt pain in his heart. He really hated himself for not even being able to protect his beloved woman.

"Qiaoqiao, marry me! Let me protect you! Let me avenge you, okay?" Ning Lanyuan suddenly grabbed Ji Qiaoqiao's hand, looked at her emotionally, eyes full of tears It's all longing.

Ji Qiaoqiao was taken aback for a moment, and then tried to pull out her hand. With a 'pop' sound, Ji Qiaoqiao knocked the vase on the coffee table to the ground. Ji Qiaoqiao's heart tightened. Without paying attention, he quickly pulled out his hand.

"I, I'm going to clean up." Ji Qiaoqiao stood up in a panic, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"Qiao Qiao!" Ning Lanyuan stood up and grabbed Ji Qiaoqiao's arm, with some struggle in his eyes, he said emotionally, "I just don't want to see you sad."

"I understand." Ji Qiaoqiao lowered her head, unable to continue to pretend to be strong, and could no longer hold back the surging tears, she leaned on Ning Lanyuan's shoulder and began to cry softly.

"Lanyuan, thank you... Now, I can only show weakness in front of you... I feel like I have changed... All I have left in my heart is hatred..."

"Cry out loud." Ning Lanyuan's eyes were full of distress, and he gently hugged Ji Qiaoqiao's shoulders, comforting her, "Crying out might make her feel better."

If possible, he would rather bear all this on Ji Qiaoqiao's place. Although he didn't know what happened to Ji Qiaoqiao three years ago, but seeing Ji Qiaoqiao's dejected expression, he also knew that she must have been hit hard. Otherwise, there would not be such a strong obsession.

Ji Qiaoqiao cried for a while, feeling much happier. She slightly raised her head from Ning Lanyuan's shoulder, gave him a sorry look, then lowered her head, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control it just now. mood……"

"Qiaoqiao, why should you be so polite to me?" Ning Lanyuan smiled gently, and casually touched Ji Qiaoqiao's head, like a big brother, "In front of me, you don't need to keep pretending strong."

"Lanyuan, thank you." Ji Qiaoqiao sincerely thanked Ning Lanyuan, this gentle man.

"I don't want you to be polite anymore!" Ning Lanyuan's smile deepened, "Qiao Qiao, sit down."

Ji Qiaoqiao looked at the shattered glass, hesitated for a moment, and sat back. Seeing that Ning Lanyuan put away the smile on his face and gradually became serious, she knew that Ning Lanyuan must have something important things to say.

"Qiao Qiao, if you still treat me as a friend, tell me what happened to you three years ago?" Ning Lan looked at her from afar, her eyes full of seriousness.

Ji Qiaoqiao was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to avoid this question. What happened three years ago was the most painful wound in her heart. She didn't want to uncover it over and over again, making her heart even more bloody.

"Qiaoqiao, if you still regard me as a friend, tell me, what is it that you have been brooding about all this time?"

Ning Lanyuan knew that forcing her like this would embarrass her, but if he didn't know what happened three years ago, he would never know how to help Ji Qiaoqiao.

Looking at Ning Lanyuan's serious expression, Ji Qiaoqiao lowered her head subconsciously, took a deep breath, and then spoke slowly.